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I’m a woman of simple, yet incredibly specific, pleasures. While some chase after fancy dinners or the latest gossip, my eyes are always scanning for one thing: a beautiful, thick BBC to wrap my soft, glossy lips around. It’s a craving, a delightful obsession, and frankly, my favorite way to unwind.

Recently, I met his guy. I spotted him across the room, as he was leaning against the bar with an easy smile playing on his lips. He was tall with broad shoulders and had that unmistakable “big dick energy” that always makes me feral. My radar went wild. There was a certain confidence in his stance, a lazy power that promised a delightful experience. My heart did a little flutter-kick. I had to have him!

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Addicted To My Exconvicts Cock

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“Come on, Kay, you have to come to Nick’s coming home party,” Tiffany begged. “He really wants to see you, and I know you miss him. It’s been what? Two years?”

I chewed at my lower lip as I nodded. It’d been a long time since my ex got locked up. Of course, I missed him, I was addicted to him but it was something I tried never to admit to myself. The man is toxic, dangerous, and so fucking sexy it hurts. I can’t say no when I’m around him. No matter how dumb the thing he’s asking me to do is, I always agree just to see him smile at me. I literally CAN’T go to his welcoming home party. It’d be better for me if I just pretended he was never, ever getting out of prison.

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Kinky Candy Girl

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Being a kinky candy girl is something I feel like I was born to be. And I know it’s “taboo” to call yourself a dirty girl, but if you love who you are then who cares?!

I don’t remember a time when I wasn’t ready and willing to get fucked. That’s why I love being a kinky candy girl so much. Every night I get to meet new, sexy men whose mission is to make me cum. It’s a win-win for everyone involved, especially me.

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Big Dick Daddy

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You know what I love more than a big dick daddy? When that big dick daddy cums inside me and there’s a risk of me getting pregnant. When someone asks me what I’m in the mood for when I’m feeling extra kinky, my go to is always impregnation phone sex.

I didn’t know I was into it until I started here and guys would be telling me that they wanted a role play about it. I’d be their wife who fucks big, thick cocks all the time and eventually ends up pregnant.

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Labor Day BBQ Welcomes New Neighbor

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Every Labor Day, John and I host the neighborhood BBQ. This year, the pool was pristine and the grill was hot. I was putting out the last of the bits for the salad buffet when a stranger caught my eye. John was welcoming him through the back gate.

Now, I know everyone in the neighborhood, that’s what good Southern wives do, but this man had escaped me. “Who’s that?” I elbowed Sharon. She looked over, then swooned a little and said, “Oh, that’s Nick. He just moved in across the street. Isn’t he hunky?”

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Cock-Seeking Sissy Photo Shoot

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Every good cock-seeking sissy needs a girlfriend to help with her profile pic photo shoot. I’m your girl, bitch! Let’s lay out all of your sluttiest lingerie and decide which outfit makes you look the tastiest. Or at least the most cock hungry.

I know you are active on all the gay hookup sites because you just can’t swallow enough cock! This means we need lots of photos so you can stand out! Lock that slitty up and slip in your biggest jeweled butt plug, the heart-shaped one, preferably, and let’s get sexy!

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My Sister's BBC Husband Part Three

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My Sister’s BBC Husband moaned as my tongue swirled around his pulsing cock head. His meaty pole was rock hard and so much to handle. But my nerves kicked up as his fingers teased down the thong sitting between my fat ass cheeks. It’d be too risky just to wait for him to discover my cock so I sat back on my knees, making his hand move to my hip as I did so. Our eyes met, and I forced the words out.

“Nick, I have to tell you something, but I’m nervous you’ll be mad.” My hand stroked up and down his drool-coated cock, and he smiled at me.

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Hi, I am Bethany. I am a 20 year old college NYMPHO!!! I thought I might write a blog to introduce myself .  Going into my second year. My first year of college has been an absolute MOVIE….literally. So  many parties, and sexy flings  I have experienced so far in my first year. College has taught me a lot about myself that I didn’t  even know… like, I had my first lesbian experience , and my first threesome. College has been one of the wildest adventures that has opened up a sex monster inside. I think my favorite part is that i can be a slutty as I want, kiss who i want, and FUCK whenever, wherever. Continue reading “Hi, I am Bethany” →

You'll Do Anything For Me?

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You said you’d do anything for me. If I’d take you on as my submissive. Anything was a bold choice of words, and I make sure my stupid sluts put their service where their mouth is.

That’s how you ended up in the mall parking lot at two AM wearing only a bra and sneakers, bouncing on a dildo in front of my car’s headlight. Hands raised up and clutching the back of your head.

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Chrome rails & midnight thrills were my confessions of a metro minx. The only lovers I planned to meet when I boarded that empty train—but then he stepped on, and suddenly the whole night begged to be misbehaved. The car was nearly deserted, lights flickering like a bad decision I couldn’t wait to make. I chose the back corner seat, crossing my legs slowly enough to hear my leather skirt sigh. That sound? It got his attention. He looked up. I smirked.

Game on! I held his gaze, wordlessly daring him. The train lurched forward. My palm slipped between my thighs, teasing the hem inch by inch until a breathy moan betrayed me. I wasn’t wearing anything under the skirt—tonight’s reckless promise to myself. As the carriage rattled through the tunnel, I let two fingers explore sensitive paths while the city blurred in streaks of neon beyond the windows. His eyes widened, and I leaned back, parting my knees just enough for the challenge to land.

He rose. Each step toward me echoed like a drumbeat in my ribcage. When he asked in a husk of a voice “Can I watch?”, consent tumbled from my mouth in a half-whispered yes. Continue reading “Chrome Rails & Midnight Thrills: Confessions of a Metro Minx” →